Oh such grace, oh such beauty. So precious, suspicious, and charming, and vicious.

[dromedaunchaind]

Characters: Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa

Comments

[youngmissblack]

Bella hadn't changed at all to come downstairs, except to put on her nice green hat and her package of licorice before running downstairs for presents! There was wrapping paper all around her, and she was eating her licorice before even having a proper breakfast yet.
This was definitely the best Christmas ever. (Even better than the one time she'd gotten a pony, because that wasn't even a real pony- just a wooden one that could walk because her parents were convinced she'd somehow manage to kill a proper pony.)
"Open it, Andy! You open yours and I'll open mine, and if it's horrible then I'll share my licorice with you and we can burn them."

[dromedaunchaind]

Andy looked up and grinned at seeing Bella in the hat. "Deal! On the count of three then?" She took it properly in hand and gripped a corner of the paper to quickly tear it apart at the end of the count.

[youngmissblack]

Bella found one of the edges where the paper had been folded and readied herself fow whatever might be in the box, "You count!"

[dromedaunchaind]

"Okay, ready?" she gave a small wiggle of anticipation before starting in. "Three. Two. One. GO!" The paper ripped loudly as she tore the entire side off.

[dignityandgrace]

Narcissa entered the common room smiling cheerfully, still clad in her nightdress, with the bobble-hat dutifully on her head. She was still sleepy enough that the dress took a moment to register, and so she managed to wish both of her sisters a "Good mor-" before the words caught in her throat.

[dromedaunchaind]

Andy looked up from the destruction she was causing. "Oh, hi Cissy." She managed a smile at the site of the hat. "You're really wearing it!"

[dignityandgrace]

"I said I would," Narcissa forced a small smile for her sister, but her eyes didn't leave the pile of shredded white fabric. "What - is that what I think it is?"

[youngmissblack]

"The wanton death and destruction of lies, yes," no, that probably wasn't exactly what Narcissa was thinking, but it was what it was. Bellatrix hadn't moved from her chair, exept to aim her wand at different lamps to set the shades on fire.